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"Are you going to move back to the apartment then?" Martin asked Samantha.

They had just been sitting on the couch, enjoying the feeling of being together again, and just talking like they hadn't done in a while.

She nodded and smiled "If you want me to."

"Of course." he replied grinning.

Samantha sighed happily, feeling more at peace then she had over the past few days. It had felt a little awkward for a bit, but she put the feeling aside knowing that it would have been weirder if it didn't feel slightly awkward for a bit. She prayed that they would be able to make it work, and she vowed to try her hardest- she didn't want to lose him, she didn't want to give up the best thing in her life.

"I love you so much." she said. "I can't believe how close we came to..."

"Shhh." said Martin. "It'll be fine...and anyway it's only because you're so damn stubborn." he finished with a grin and a chuckle.

Sam smiled back.

"Well let's get your stuff, and go back home." said Martin jumping up.

Home, Sam felt a warm glow at how easily that word came from his lips. She hadn't realised how much she missed those little things.

"Yep, let's get to it." she got up, slower than him. Her ribs still bothering her.

"You okay?" he asked concerned.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. It just aches a bit." she said waving it off.

He looked at her sceptically.

"Okay, it aches a lot."

"You stay here, I'll get your stuff." he insisted.

Samantha tried to argue, but the pain hit her and she sat down wincing. "Okay." she gave in.

In record speed Martin had pack up her stuff and she was now getting her jacket and purse so they could go back to their place.

Samantha sighed when they got in to the apartment about at around 8, enjoying the feel of the familiar surroundings.

"Happy?" asked Martin.

"You bet." she said, giving him a quick kiss.

"You hungry?" he called as he was walking into the bedroom to dump her stuff there.

Samantha felt nauseaus at the mention of food, her aching ribs and the pain killers doing nothing for her appetite. "Not really, you have something if you want though, don't let me stop you."

"Wasn't going to." Martin grinned, and began making himself a sandwich.

Samantha sat down on the couch glad to be back home. Martin soon joined her, and she cuddled up against him.

"We have to do something about Perry." she began.

Martin sighed, "I know."

"We have to get him Martin. I hate living like this, always having to watch out just in case."

"We will get him, I promise you. It will all be over soon. We can talk to the team tomorrow, see if they have any ideas."

"Okay." Samantha nodded.

A while later the phone rang, Samantha and Martin sighed having enjoyed just sitting in comfortable silence with each other. Martin rolled his eyes and got up to get it.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Hey Martin, did you go and see Sam earlier?" asked Danny urgently, speaking very hurriedly in a worried tone.

"Yeah I did she's-"

"Well I called the hotel and they said she's already checked out, and her cell phones off and...."

"Danny, she's here." said Martin glancing at Samantha and holding back a chuckle.

"Oh." replied Danny. He chuckled. "Now I feel like an idiot."

"Yeah." said Martin. Samantha looked at him questioningly.

"Hang on...so did you guys work things out?"

"We did." Martin smiled at Sam, and mouthed, 'I'll explain in a minute."

"That's great! I'm so happy for you."

"Thanks Danny."

"Well I'll let you get back to her. Bye, see you tomorrow."

"Bye." said Martin hanging up the phone.

"What was that about?" asked Samantha.

"Danny called the hotel, and I think you worried him when he found out that you'd checked out."

"Oops." said Samantha smiling guiltily. "So that's why he called?"

Martin nodded.

"Poor Danny. Come on, sit back down. Oh you think you can bring me a glass of water please?"

"Sure." replied Martin getting one and carrying it back to Samantha.

"Thanks." she said, getting her meds out of her purse.

"Does it still hurt?" asked Martin sitting down next to her.

Samantha swallowed the pills. "Yeah a bit."

"Come here." he said, pulling her close, she lay down resting her head on his lap. He brought her hand up and kissed the back, and stroked her hair.

"This is nice." she whispered.

"Yeah." he replied.

Martin carried on stroking her hair for a few minutes, when he noticed that Samantha had fallen asleep.

He smiled, and carried her to their bed where he tucked her in. Kissing her gently on the forehead, he went back into the living room to watch TV for a while.

Samantha woke up, and glanced to her side at Martin's sleeping face and smiled happily.

"Morning." she said.

At the sound of her voice he stirred and opened his eyes. "Hey." he said, his voice husky with sleep.

Sam sat up with a small wince not unnoticed by Martin.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked.

"Not as much as yesterday." she replied.

Eventually they were up and on their way to the office, they wanted to get in early so they could all discuss what to do about Ben Perry.